Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bahrain and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mantronix to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Altered Images,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hashim,
Wire,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Beau Brummels,
The Associates,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
The Standells,
Avey Tare,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Mad Mike,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
John Holt,
Television,
Anakelly,
Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
The Golliwogs,
Youth Brigade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sparks,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
The Fortunes,
Neu!,
CMW,
Marvin Gaye,
Underground Resistance,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fatback Band,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.